June - Happy Birthday!!! By David So the week has been so so, but it is Friday and Gretchen is picking you up from work for a Birthday surprise. "Just sit back and relax Kelly," Gretchen says with a smile as you clip your seat belt. "We have a couple hours of driving before we get to the start of your Birthday present." Puzzled you tilt your seat back and start to relax as she puts some of your favorite music on the car stereo. Her hand holds yours gently as you head out on the highway out of town. You talk of the week and all that has gone on. You try to get a clue as to where she is taking you but all she does is change the subject. After an hour of driving you are asleep. Gretchen's hand gently resting on your thigh, your hand over hers. With a gentle shake Gretchen is waking you. "We're here lover," she says as she hands the keys to a valet, a bell boy or rather a bell girl is removing a small bag from the trunk and leading the two of you into a small well furnished cottage. "For the next 36 hours you are going to be so pampered that you are not going to want to go back home on Sunday," Gretchen says with a twinkle in her eyes. "Did you pack for both of us?" you ask wondering at the small size of the bag that was dropped into your room. "Well, sort of," she replies with a smirk. "I dont think that you are going to need much clothing this weekend. The room comes with lovely robes for going from bath to hairdresser, to massage table, to sauna, to pool, and the pool is clothing optional. The only time we will have to wear clothes is going to dinner tomorrow night and your black silk mini dress doesn't allow for underwear and takes up very little room." Gretchen comes up behind you and whispers in your ear, "Happy Birthday." You look around the room and see a two room cottage. A sitting room with TV, stereo, French doors leading off to a shrub surrounded patio with lounges and a small table. There is a small toilet between the sitting room and the bedroom. The bedroom is true decadence. King size bed high enough from the floor that you almost have to scoot up to sit on it but just the right height so that someone could throw your legs over their shoulders and fuck you on the edge of the bed just right. There is a fireplace with an in-floor jacuzzi off to one side. A shower stall for two is in one corner and one wall is nothing but mirrors. Green plants are everywhere giving the room a softer gentle feel than its white interior would otherwise allow. Soft indirect lighting provides plenty of light yet a gentleness that is relaxing on its own. Gretchen has hung up and put away the few things that she brought for the two of you while you were admiring the room. She takes your hands and raises them to her lips slowly kissing the fingers of each hand and then the palm. Her hands slide up your arms and around your body pulling you into a warm embrace followed by a slow and gentle kiss. Your tongues intertwine and you can feel the beginnings of a warm glow that starts in your center and soon has you getting moist. Amazing what a simple long thorough kiss can do. Slowly her hands start to undress you. Her mouth kisses the skin of your body as it is exposed. Every article of clothing removed is the beginning of new delights. First your shoulders tingle as she kisses and nibbles them when your blouse is removed. Then your breasts as your bra falls to the floor. Her tongue is sweet torture upon your breasts as she teases and sucks, knowing just how much you like to have your breasts played with she teases you in the way only a lover of so many years can. You are climbing the first peak, your eyes closed, your hands playing through Gretchen's hair as she ministers to your breasts. Then she drops to her knees. Her hands are sliding up the backs of your thighs. "Mmmm, no hose today?" she says with a smile that is clear in the tone of her voice. A few deft motions and your skirt puddles at your ankles. Her mouth kisses her way up your legs until she reaches the outer lips of your bare pussy. "I am glad that we shaved each other last night," she says as she starts to lick around your labia and then slowly separates your folds with the tip of her tongue. Just the simple touch of the tip of her tongue on your clit weakens your knees and she catches you as you start to fall. Leading you to the bed she comments about feeling a little over dressed for the occasion. "For your Birthday, I think we should both be in Birthday suits." She starts to slowly peel out of her clothes, making the simple act a strip tease to entice you just a little more. Each piece of clothing falls in a seductive manner. When her ample breasts are freed she slowly massages them. "It sure feels good to have them out of their harness!" she laughs as she slowly massages them. You know exactly how they feel and how she must be feeling as you watch her nipples harden beneath her hands. Your mouth waters at the thought of sucking those beautiful tits. But she isn't done teasing you yet. She unbuttons her shorts, turning around as she slowly slides them over the curves of her hips and the round globes of her luscious ass. Down toned legs they fall and she steps out of them, the black thong accentuating the lines of her ass. She turns around slowly stepping close to the bed Her fingers play at the waistband of her panties, teasing by pulling down just a little and then letting them fall back into place. You stretch out languidly along the length of the bed, your arms above your head, your back arching, teasing her as she teases you. You both laugh and she bends over in one graceful motion removing that last piece of clothing. Her ass is so ripe that it is too much of a temptation not to give it a quick smack. "Ouch! You minx!" she cries jumping onto the bed tickling you until you are both rolling together laughing and kissing. Tickles become caresses, caresses become fondling of breast, ass, vulva. Your breath becomes shorter and shorter as her hands find all the pleasure points that the two of you have taken years to discover and exploit. Her breath is just as short as you do the same. Tongue on tongue, then neck and nipple, finally you are both teasing each other's clits, fingers delving each other's cunts. Pure pleasure in the giving and receiving. It is difficult to discern which is the greater pleasure, Gretchen's tongue and fingers playing upon you or yours playing on her. The familiar stirrings run through your body as you fell hers contract as well. Soon you are both coming and muscles contract to the point where tight abs become tighter and you have to fight to keep your thighs from closing around her blonde head. Gretchen lightly flicks against your clitoral hood as you start to relax but each flick sends a tremor through you. You lay back and revel in the feel of her between your legs. She has moved around so that she is kneeling between your upraised knees. "I'm hungry for you and I am not going to stop until you cry 'uncle' or pass out," she says, her voice muffled by your body. She knows how sensitive you are after coming and plays with that. She licks everywhere but your clit. Licks along the inside of your thighs. She licks up the juices that have flowed from you as you came. You can feel her tongue slide in and out of your vagina and it is like a little cock in its persistence. So much so that soon you are feeling your body starting to climb again, starting to reach for that climax that is so close. Yet as you near she lets up and changes technique so that you are closer and closer but not quite there. She plays with you on that edge. She plays with tongue and fingers to keep you there. Finally you can't take it anymore and you pull her head so that her tongue is centered on your clit. Lightly she flicks until you push her head down and she sucks you into her mouth. Your body spasms and arcs into her mouth. Your pelvis pushes up against her mouth and she sucks and flicks until you spasm so hard that your breath is taken away. Finally the tremors of pleasure subside and your body relaxes in Gretchen's arms. Nestled within this big bed in arms that love and hold you tight you fall asleep. (End of Part 1) June - Happy Birthday!!! Part 2 by David You stretch out waking slowly, noticing that you are in a big warm bed that is not home. Oh yeah, the spa. The bed is empty, sunlight streams through windows and skylights. Beyond the jacuzzi are a pair of French doors that lead out onto a small patio that is surrounded by cedars that block the view of anyone that might pass by. On the patio table is a vase of your favorite flowers, a bowl of fresh fruit, melons, strawberries, peaches, and a large pot of coffee with two cups. Gretchen sits slouched naked in a chair, a cup nestled between her breasts, eyes watching you as her body is enveloped in the golden glow of the morning sun. She stands and pours a second cup of coffee. Through the open doors she walks dressed in nothing but a smile and the glow of the sun. Naked yet with the grace of a queen, comfortable in her finest gown. "Here you go birthday girl, something to get your blood going this fine morning," she says as she hands you the cup. You take a sip and relish the rich flavor. Just the right mixture of coffee and real cream. After your first sip of coffee Gretchen leans over you, taking your face in her hand tilting your lips up so that she can give you a kiss. A kiss filled with promise, a kiss filled with the joy of being together with someone you love. The kiss goes on and on and on. The coffee is almost forgotten but Gretchen takes the cup from your hand and stands up. "Enough of that, sleepy head! I want you for breakfast out on the patio, so go to the bathroom and come on out. It is gorgeous, just the right skin temperature," she says as she bounces off the bed without spilling a drop from either of your cups. Her hips sway enticingly as she walks out the door into the sunlight. The bathroom is a little disconcerting. There is a floor to ceiling window yet the landscaping is such that you can see out just fine but no one could see in unless they were standing right outside the window. Bladder relieved you look at the shower for a second and then smell the coffee. Caffeine first, shower second. The sun is warm. It feels exceedingly decadent to be sitting naked outside, good coffee at hand, sweet fruit being fed to you by Gretchen. She feeds you a strawberry as you lean back in your seat. You slowly nibble the fruit from her fingers, then slowly nibble her fingers, lightly taking them into your mouth as if they were little cocks. She feeds you another strawberry and you repeat the performance. As you work through your first cup of coffee Gretchen feeds you little bites of this or that. Finally she picks up a peach and straddles your lap. The scene is one that a pre-Raphaelite would have loved to have painted. Two beautiful women, one feeding the other, both of them obviously content. Gretchen takes a big bite out of the peach. It is ripe and so juicy that the juice overflows her mouth. Sweet liquid trails down the corners of her mouth. Golden droplets splash onto her chest and breasts as she slowly, seductively chews her mouthful of peach. She leans forward offering her peaches to you. Your tongue slowly laps up the peach juice giving you a tantalizing taste of what you want to fill your mouth with. Your tongue traces the path of the juice, cleaning her chest, tops of her breasts, neck and chin, finally coming to her lips, where you two kiss for an eternity. You both come up for air and Gretchen is feeding you the peach. Asking you to take the next bite. The texture is perfect, soft, succulent, sweet and pulpy without being hard or over ripe. The juice is even more concentrated now and is so sweet and good that you too take an oversized bite. The juice is cool where it hits your sun-warmed skin and you can feel it creating a rivulet into your cleavage. You watch Gretchen's eyes as you slowly take another bite causing more juice to flow. Gretchen licks her lips as you watch her eyes follow the path the juice takes. Her look is of hunger. A hunger that you know only too well. A hunger for a different juice than the one covering your breasts. Another bite fuels the rivulet more and you can feel the juice trail through your breasts onto your belly to your belly button. Your belly button fills with the juice from the next bite until it overflows and trickles down ever lower. Gretchen takes the peach and slides down your outstretched legs. You can feel as she slides that the peach is not the only thing juicy. She parts your legs with hers as she kneels to catch the peach juice as it hits the top crease of your bare pussy. Gretchen's tongue slowly catches every drop as she licks out your belly button and then follows the trail up through your cleavage and up your neck, across your chin and finally to your mouth. She looms over you as she devours your mouth, her hands holding her up by pressing against your breasts. She is hungry but the peach wont satisfy her now. She reaches down and runs her finger up and down the folds of your vagina. Slowly the petals part. Slowly another flow of juice is freed and starts to trickle. Gretchen kisses her way back down your chin, neck, chest until she has one of your peaches in one hand and her mouth around the nipple that tops the other. Her deft fingers are playing a sweet rhythm along the cleft of your cunt and across your clit as her tongue performs the same against your nipple. She sucks your nipple hard into her mouth and bites slightly as her two fingers slowly penetrate your core. A hiss of pleasure escapes your lips as the pleasure races through you. She works her fingers against all of the pleasure points she knows so well. Her mouth moves from breast to clit as she kneels between your legs. Your thighs rest lightly on her shoulders and you can feel the strength of her supporting you as she goes to work on your sweet cunt. She is in heaven as she sucks, licks, and fingers you. You know that this is part of her gift to you and you lay back enjoying every decadent moment. Her mouth and hands bring you so much pleasure that you are soon adding your song to that of the birds. Morning songs that fill the air. End of Part 2 June Happy Birthday!!! Part 3 by David Your orgasm builds as she plays with your clit. The tremors of your body soon have you shivering in pleasure so much so that Gretchen has to grab your ass to hold her mouth in place upon your clit. She teases and plays your cunt like only she can do as your crescendo of pleasure builds till you feel as if your body is no longer able to contain your soul. As suddenly as your peak is reached the pleasure subsides and Gretchen sits kneeling between your legs with a wet smile like the cat who ate the canary. "Enjoy that, did you?" she asks with a smirk that won't go away. You catch your breath and take a sip of coffee before you can reply. "Whew, another orgasm like that and I will die a happy woman," is your reply. "Well birthday girl, your day of pampering has just begun. Are you still hungry? Or should we go wash the fruit off of each other before we go and take a mud bath?" "A mud bath?" "Yup a facial and mud bath, followed by a full body massage. I hear that the masseuse here is excellent and he has marked out his day to make sure that all your muscles are limp as noodles when he finishes." "Mmmmm, thats an offer a girl would be crazy to refuse. Anything else I should know about my day?" you ask wondering just how much pampering has been planned. "Well, as the sun sets we will go to the restaurant for a gourmet meal with excellent wines and even more decadent desserts. Dinner is formal and the only thing that you really have to dress for today," Gretchen says with a smile that tries to hide the pleasure which she knows your day will bring. "Then let's hit the showers", you reply giving her a hand to stand. She leads you into the room and towards the glass enclosed shower stall that looks big enough to fit a basketball team. There are jets at head, shoulder waist and knee level. The water is just the right temperature. You reach for the complimentary soaps and shampoo but Gretchen bats away your hand. "Nope, that's for me to do," she chastises as she pours the shampoo into both of her hands and slowly massages it into your scalp. This is decadence, having firm loving hands rub shampoo into your scalp. She massages your scalp and then positions you so that she can rinse out all the soap. As you stand luxuriating in the warm streams you can hear her reach for the conditioner. You step out just enough and turn so that she can massage the conditioner into your scalp. The jets pound against your breasts making them feel good and sensitizing your nipples even more than they already are. As Gretchen rubs in the conditioner her body presses up against your back. You can feel her breasts pushing into your back and her pelvis push in against your ass. Her hands work their way around your head until they are massaging your temples and then your face. Finally they start to slide down your chest until she is cupping your breasts. Her hands weigh each breast and then start to squeeze and massage. You slightly moan and start rubbing your ass against her cunt. "Mmmm, you do feel good," she whispers in your ear and then starts to nibble. Her hands are soaped up and go back to fondling your tits. She plays with your nipples in a way that soon has you bouncing from foot to foot in pleasure. One hand continues to tweak a nipple while the other slides down your waist till her fingers are sliding in and around your cunt. You are getting really sensitive there but she knows your levels and slowly massages and tweaks until you come again. "Oh my, I hope I ate enough breakfast. If you keep this up all day I won't have enough energy to last until dinner! I'll be falling asleep in the soup!" you say as your knees continue to tremble. You lean back into your lover, turning your head until you can kiss she who knows you best. You turn while kissing and hold each other tight under the wonderful cascade of water striking you both from all sides. Not breaking your kiss Gretchen reaches out and turns off the water. "Enough of that missy. Time to move onto the next pleasure. I am sure that you will be fully relaxed and energized before the day is out. You won't fall asleep in your soup. But you will miss your mud bath if we don't hurry!" Gretchen says with a light slap on your ass as she heads out the door grabbing a pair of towels. She comes back and towels you dry then towels herself down. She grabs a short terrycloth robe that she holds out to you before she grabs her own robe. Hair still drying she leads you out of the room and down the hall to a door marked MUD BATH. Inside are a row of low tubs filled with soft warm mud. On the back of the tub is a headrest. You both select a tub and slowly submerge. Gods this feels great. The soft mud envelopes you and it is relaxing just to immerse yourself within it. As you sit back into the mud you feel a pair of hands lifting your hair back and away so that it doesn't get muddy. The person is behind you and must be one of the spa attendants since Gretchen is laying back in the tub next to yours. You reach out a hand and hold Gretchen's hand as you both close your eyes in utter relaxation. Soft gentle hands start applying a mask to your face. A soft moan escapes your lips as the mask is gently massaged into your pores. "Mademoiselle enjoys her facial, no?" a familiar voice with a French accent asks with the hint of a smile. Your eyes pop open to see Arianna wearing a white lab coat with the spa's name emblazoned over the left breast. Her shapely toned legs stretch beneath the hem and you are certain that she is wearing no more than you beneath her smock. "What..." you start to say in shocked pleasant surprise as you look first to Arianna and then to Gretchen. "Shhhh, my friend, sit back close your eyes and enjoy. This is your day of pampering and hopefully your night of pampering and joy as well. We will have time to catch up later; for now let me please you," she says as she finishes applying the mask. You can feel it doing its magic as it tingles and seals. You sit back and let the warm mud relax you as well. You can hear Arianna and Gretchen whispering as Arianna applies the mask to Gretchen as well but their words are too soft to make out and you know that it is only something that will be revealed to you in its own time. You fade off to sleep dreaming about the last time Arianna flew into town and the fun the two of you shared. How you shaved her pussy clean and then checked to make sure that the shave was close enough as well as no cuts were made. How she in turn taught you things that you were able to later do to Gretchen. A timer dings and you feel Arianna's gentle hands tweak your nipples lightly to awaken you. "Come on sleepy head time to wash off and get to your massage. The masseuse will be most displeased if you are too late. Come follow me." Arianna leads you and Gretchen to one side of the room where there are shower heads and hoses for washing off. As she nears the wall she opens her smock and lets it fall as if walking naked is the most natural thing in the world. You marvel at how well she has kept her body for a woman over 40, hoping that you too can keep that kind of tone in the next 20 years as you reach her age. Arianna turns on the showers and has you and Gretchen stand beneath the spray. The mud starts to sluff off your bodies but not fast enough to suit her and she grabs the hose. She squirts Gretchen first and she squeals in delight as the blast hits her. There are several hoses and each of you grabs one, starting an impromptu water fight. You all giggle and laugh as the jets hit each other, before you know it both you and Gretchen have no traces of mud left and all three of you are completely soaked. The hoses fall and you pull Arianna into a hug of joy and welcome. She kisses you deeply in welcome as well promises of pleasure. "There will be time for that later, but now we must dry you off and get you to the masseuse!" Both Arianna and Gretchen grab towels and begin to rub you dry, one taking your body the other your head. Arianna and Gretchen both end up drying your legs and neither one can stand not running their tongues up the length of your thighs. They each take one side and meet at your vagina. You spread your legs and one goes high while the other low. Their two tongues tantalize and tease until your knees weaken and you come again. It is a small orgasm but they both giggle and kiss each other licking your juices from the others face. They throw a robe at you and send you down the hall to a door marked MASSEUSE. The room is plain with only a massage table covered in a pair of sheets. Soft music is playing from hidden speakers. You lay down on your belly in anticipation of the massage to come. Naked beneath the sheet you wait and in waiting fall off into a sweet slumber thinking about all the things a combination like Arianna and Gretchen could do. End of Part 3 June - Happy Birthday!!!! part 4 By David Off on the edges of your sleep you can feel it. Warm strong oiled hands working the knots out of your shoulders. "Mmmm that feels good." You sigh as the hands continue in silence. Long strong strokes along the tops of your shoulders. Small circles flowing with your muscles. Along the lines of your scapula and then circles in opposite directions along either side of your spine. Your lower back screams in pleasure as the knots are found and released. This masseuse works magic as his hands travel down your back, lowering the sheet as they go. They reach the top of your ass and do long strokes from small of back to shoulders and then down again. You open your eyes and can see a strong pair of thighs and really nice buns wrapped in lycra. The outline of the masseuse's cock is visible, for lycra is very unforgiving. The form is nice and appears to be semi-hard. From your position you can't see the face of the masseuse but those legs, that ass, and that cock all look familiar. The sheet is brought back over your back to keep you warm as the masseuse moves down to start working on your feet and then up your legs. He spends at least 10 minutes on each foot. You are in decadent revelry as you lay there eyes closed thinking about this morning and what is yet to come. The tension in your calves is released and the hands are moving up your thighs finding knots you didn't know existed. Then the hands are on your ass and inner thighs. Your legs part slightly and you can feel the moisture that hasn't quite gone away since you got here. "Would M'Lady please roll over?" the masseuse asks and you know for sure that it is me but relax and let the massage go on. I start with your hands each in its turn being massaged and then each arm. Shoulders massaged from the front using your own weight to give leverage and relax knots. Your face gently massaged after my hands have worked most of the oil into other parts of your body. My hands start massaging the top of your chest below your collar bone, starting to run along the sides of your chest ignoring your beautiful breasts. I lean down and whisper, "Happy Birthday," as my thumbs rise up and flick across each of your nipples. You draw in breath in a sharp intake as my fingers surround your rising nubs and gently squeeze. My lips kiss your ear and then my tongue traces a trail from ear to jaw, along neck, to collarbone, and down the length of your cleavage. My tongue circles around one breast, performing a figure eight with the apex at your cleavage and around the other. Concentric circles until I flick first one and then the other of your nipples. Slowly I bite my teeth around one nipple and hold it in place for my tongue to flick quickly against it. My teeth scrape along its length as I release your breast from my mouth and repeat the maneuver on the other side. My hands continue to massage your back from the front while my tongue works. My hands are at the small of your back as my mouth traverses your belly, stopping only momentarily to tickle your belly button. My hands stroke along the length of your thighs as I lick from the inside of one knee up your inner thigh to that tendon right at the joint of thigh to pelvis. Your legs have fallen to either side of the massage table and I pull you forward along the table until the edge of your ass is at the edge of the table. I have a small stool that is the perfect height so that I can sit at the table's end with your thighs over my shoulders, your legs draped across my back while my mouth covers your cunt. You are so wet. I have never seen you so wet. I have no idea how many times you have come since getting here but I can tell from the color of your vaginal lips that you have been getting a fair amount of attention. My tongue is slow and gentle. Long slow strokes from the opening of your vagina all the way to the tip of your clit and then back down again. I slide a finger into you and hear you sigh. I can feel how well lubricated you are yet how tight you are as well. Your juices are sweet and I can feel your walls contracting around my finger with each flit of my tongue across your clit. "My you are hot. Have you gotten too much attention already today? Do you not want any more attention for a while?" I ask with a slight smirk to my voice. "Don't stop David, that feels soooooo good. How could I get too much attention?" you reply as you lock your feet behind my head and pull me against your vagina, telling me to stop teasing and get down to a good pussy licking. You shudder with a small orgasm and I raise my head enough to ask, "So you aren't too sore or tired for a little bit of cock?" "David, if you don't give me your cock now I will see that it is cut off and stuffed so that I can have it whenever I want! Shut up and fuck me!!!!!" I stand between your legs, your ankles over my shoulders, your ass in my hands and my cock slides along the crack of your ass until the tip is right at the entrance to your vagina. I slowly rock my hips forward until the tip is just inside of you. We both hiss with the intake of breath at the pleasure of the tip just entering you. Only that first inch then two then I am rocking back and forth fucking you with only the first two inches. "Oh that feels so good," you sigh as I use the tempo you have taught me over the last couple of months. As my cock is lubricated by your plentiful juices I start to penetrate just a little deeper, just a little longer and then I slide all the way home. Your gasp is my reward. Your eyes boring into mine as you feel me all the way inside of you, balls slapping against your ass is worth the long wait between last month and this. "Oh yeah David that is so good. Now fuck me, fuck me hard, make me come,.." I hold onto your thighs tightly as I rock my hips faster and faster long deep fast strokes in and out of you. One of my hands reaches down and strokes your clit as I pump in and out of you. This is not the long slow fuck that I had originally planned but the passion of the moment has consumed us both so that now the feel of my hard cock inside of your tightening cunt is just too good a feeling not to use hard and fast. Faster and faster I plunge. Your ass is pounding against the table. The table is starting to walk across the room and I am having to walk forward with each thrust just to keep you on the table. Finally the table is up against the wall and will go no farther. My cock is pounding into you faster and faster, my balls feel great slapping against your ass and I suck your big toe into my mouth sucking it like you suck my cock and you go wild. You pull my my thumb away from your clit and I can feel the wild contractions of your cunt as you orgasm around my cock. Your scream of pleasure is too much for me and I start squirting my seed deep within you triggering yet another peak. I slow down my thrusts as the last of my come spurts inside of you and the just oozes. Your breathing starts to come back down to normal as I pull out but I drop down to cover your vagina with my mouth and I start sucking you clean, I suck out your vagina and I hear you gasp in pleasure as my tongue tickles your clit again, and your breathing gets more ragged again. I suck your clit and your hands are in my hair pulling me away, and then in the next second pulling my head hard against your clit as you come harder than I have seen you come in a long time. Your body is wasted after your orgasm and I pick you up. Your head lays against my shoulder as I carry you to your room. I watch your eyes flutter open and close as you fight to stay awake, but you are extremely drained. No more energy is left within you for the moment. I enter your room and lay you down on your bed, covering you up as you curl around your pillows and fall into a deep sleep. As you fall off you can barely hear me saying hi to Gretchen. You just barely hear me tell her that the dining room will be ready at 6:30. You hear Gretchen giggle and then close the door behind me. Her body curls up behind you on the bed and you are fast asleep. End of part 4 June 5 - Happy Birthday the Finale, Maybe.. By David What is that irritating noise? You wonder as you start to come out of a sweet slumber. A slumber where you have been dreaming about a weekend at a spa where there is no one else around but your lovers. A weekend of pleasure for your birthday. You have a warm sticky feeling between your legs that suggests this may be more of a reality than you first think. But there is that persistent sound again. It is a phone ringing but it is not the phone at home, which seems odd. Gretchen is curled up behind you fast asleep. You reach to the side table and lift the receiver. "Madam, your dinner reservations are for a table on the patio at 6:30. This is just a gentle reminder that you now have 40 minutes before dinner is served." A soft friendly voice tells you through the phone. Your sleepy head is slowly clearing as you say thank you and hang up. "Gretchen you slug, wake up!" you say as you playfully punch her in the arm. She groans not remembering either where she is at first. "Oh shit! Dinner! What time is it?" She screams as she sits up. "Dont worry only 40 minutes before dinner, whats the rush?" you ask as she jumps out of bed throwing open the closet, pulling out your little black dress and a pair of heels. She pulls out her dress that matches. "Quick, into the shower with you! This is a dinner that you won't want to miss." She says as she pushes you toward the shower in the room. Her hands pull the towel off your body, the only thing left from your earlier massage. She throws off her T-shirt and shorts just as quickly and starts to wash your hair as you lounge under the pounding spray. "Why can't you slow down and enjoy the shower?" you ask as she is efficiently but quickly washing your legs and pubis. "Because I want to have you clean, shaved, and dry before dinner and if I don't hurry we will be late." "But I am the birthday girl. Won't they wait for me?" you ask as she has you sit on the little stool built into the wall of the shower. She has already lathered up you mostly smooth leg and efficiently shaves one leg quickly before she answers. "Well yes, they will wait but I don't think that I want to wait, let alone you wouldn't want to wait if you knew what I knew," she says with an evil glint in her eyes. "Then be quick with that razor missy, but don't you dare nick me!" Her hands are deft but functional. Even as she has you stretch back and works on your pubis she is not distracted by the beautiful glistening folds of your vagina. She does however, run her tongue over the freshly shaved skin to check its smoothness once she has you rinsed off. "There, all fresh and clean, give me a second and I will dry you off my princess," she says as she won't allow you to lift a finger. "Dont you need a shave, lover?" you ask as she does a quick wash and rinse. "Nope, took care of that while you were getting your massage. Now shake that cute butt of yours out of this shower and let's get your dressed!" She says with a quick slap of your butt. She grabs one of the spa's big fluffy towels and quickly dries you off. Not too quickly that she doesn't admire the flow of line from shoulder to chest, abdomen to hip, hip to ass, ass to thigh, thigh into calf, and finally to foot. "Go fix your face, but don't use too much make up, it just might get in the way later," she says with a twinkle in her eye as she dries herself off. She joins you at the mirror. Two beautiful, sexy women putting on just a little eye liner, a little blush, and a little lipstick, the kind advertised not to smudge off on your lover's collar. "So I see you have chosen our dresses, but what underwear should we wear?" you ask, knowing the answer before you even asked. "It's David's party for you. What do you think?" she says as she flicks the end of her towel at your ass to get you moving to the other side of the room. "I figured as much, but just thought that I would make sure." "Hold up your arms," Gretchen commands as you get to your dresses. She drops yours over your head and runs her hands down your silk covered sides to smooth out any wrinkles. "Your turn," you reply returning the favor. At the bedside there are your favorite pumps for this dress and a pair for Gretchen as well. The two of you stand side by side looking at yourselves in the floor length mirror. "Damn, don,t we look good!" you say in unison as you stand, your arms around each others' waist. "Well my love, shall we go to dinner?" Gretchen asks as she extends her arm to escort you off . You are greeted at the entrance to the dining room by Arianna dressed in a floor length black dress with a high front that reveals just the trace of her collar bone and fine neck. Her dark hair is piled into a French twist that exposes her elegant swan-like neck to good advantage. As she leads you to your table you note her fine leg playing hide and seek as she walks. A slit that seems to go from floor to the top of her hip has you knowing that there is nothing covering the lower half of Arianna except this black dress. As she turns away you gasp, for her dress is elegantly fashioned so that it drapes off her shoulders, bares her arms, as well as her entire back down to the top of her ass. Folds of elegant cloth hide yet reveal. Arianna has the poise and grace to pull off this dress, and you marvel at how she can walk so gracefully in the 3 inch stilettos. Arianna leads you out to a table on a secluded patio. Hidden speakers pump light jazz out onto the verandah as the sun starts its descent. The sky is turning from light blue to Maxfield Parrish skies of blue, gold, and burnt umber. She holds out a chair for you, and then for Gretchen. "Is there anything that I can get for you ladies before your appetizers come?" she asks as you find the slit of her skirt and slide your hand slowly up the inside of her thigh to find that she is just as clean shaven as you and that she is just a little damp. "Hmmm, a little Champaigne? Or do you have another vintage that I would prefer?" you ask with a devilish smirk as your fingers part her labia and you hear her sigh as you touch her clit. "Ahh, Mademoiselle you have such a fine touch. I am sure that you will get your fill before the night is done." Arianna turns to an ice bucket just behind a potted fern pulls out a bottle that you recognize from your trip to Paris as an exceptionally fine Champagne. You notice that your table is clear of any settings and understand why as Arianna deftly lifts her leg up and over your head in a graceful move that ends with her sitting in front of you with her legs spread wide, her vagina opened as a vessel before you. She lays a large napkin in your lap and then offers you the bottle. "Would Mademoiselle like to pour for herself?" Gretchen takes the bottle as you run your hands lightly over Arianna's thighs. You lightly lick the length of her slit, tease her clit for a second and then nod to Gretchen who slowly trickles a little stream of Champaign over Arianna's clit as you quickly lap it up. Arianna shivers, whether from the cold wine trickling over her clit or the ministrations of your tongue makes no difference. The mixture of the two wines is heady stuff and has you moaning in pleasure as well. Just as you start to get into things the Champaigne stops flowing and you notice you have licked Arianna clean. She performs that lovely pirouette in reverse, produces two Champaign flutes from thin air and pours a glass for you and Gretchen, fills her own mouth from the bottle and then kisses you full on the mouth, transferring a shared mouthful of wine with the kiss. "I will be more than happy to be Mademoiselle's vessel later, but this is just the appetizer," she says and then walks away, her hips swaying enticingly. Gretchen reaches for your hand as the two of you watch the sun turn the sky into all of the colors of nature's palette. You both sip your Champaigne in silence, listening to the light jazz as well as the bird songs of evening. Your reverie is interrupted as Kate walks up with a platter in her hands. You look up and smile for she is wearing a lovely French Maid outfit complete with fishnet stockings that have a seam line up the back of her shapely legs. She, like Arianna, is one of those women who can navigate while walking on three inch stilts. But the affect on her is stupendous as the line of her leg and her accentuated ass are fine evidence. The outfit is a black bodice that laces up tight along her back and a skirt that is so short you can almost make out the bottom of her pelvis as stands before you with her silver platter. She leans over to serve you an appetizer of artichoke hearts in a sharp cheese sauce, with bread chips. The bodice has her breasts tightly compressed giving her small chest a cleavage she would not have otherwise. Her cascade of red hair is held back in a black ribbon and a French braid. You can tell that since March it has grown even longer for her braid now hits the middle of her back. You want to just pull on that braid until her head tilts up and you can kiss her full on the mouth, but that may be for later. She seems to take great pride in serving you this first course. Her smile is radiant and it seems like she is working extremely hard not to laugh as she continues her charade. She steps around you to serve Gretchen, her back towards you as she leans forward from the waist. Her short skirt rises with her motion revealing the black lines of her garters framing her creamy ass which is lightly freckled obviously from being nude in the summer sun. You lean forward just a little and are able to kiss that sweet, finely toned ass as she serves your lover. Your hand runs up the inside of her thigh, over stocking. Running your finger along the edge of her stocking you feel her start to tremble as she continues to lean over Gretchen. She spreads her legs slightly and you reach up to her pussy feeling just a fine framing of light hair trimmed close but just enough to provide an elegant frame to her pink petals. Pubic hair that you know is a lighter red than the flaming tresses of her head. She is as wet as you are growing to be and your fingers slide easily into her. Her gasp is muffled and you look up to see her face buried in Gretchens chest, Kate's mouth full of pink hard nipple. You slide your chair so that you can turn to eat the clean fresh smelling redhead's cunt. She moans into your lover's breast as your tongue hits her clit. You are in an awkward position so you use both your fingers and tongue to take her to a beautiful climax as quickly as possible. As you lick her clit she bucks her hips back onto your hand fucking your hand as you slide in and out of her with a tempo that her hips give you. You hear Gretchen breathe in sharply as Kate's vaginal muscles clamp around your fingers and you watch her skirt tremble in response to the reaction of her abdomen to her climax. "Lighter please," you hear Gretchen suggest to Kate as you lick up the insides of Kate's thighs and slowly remove your fingers from her snatch. As she stands you can see the marks of Kate's teeth on Gretchen's nipple before she lifts the strap of Gretchen's dress up to cover her breast again. Kate turns and lightly takes your fingers to her mouth where she slowly, sensuously, and efficiently sucks her own juices off your finely tapered fingers. She sucks each of your fingers in a manner you know only to well from watching her suck my cock. The sensation sends shivers through your body and helps add to the moisture growing between your thighs. Kate pours a little more Champaigne into your flutes and leaves you with a sigh to eat your artichoke hearts. The sun has almost set and the sky is darkening as you notice that the taste of Kate goes very well with the cheese and artichokes. Gretchen's hand is holding yours on your thigh as the two of you eat in silence, enjoying the play of friends, good food, and beautiful scenery, both flora and fauna. Kate returns with a flushed look on her face to remove the service clearing your table. Arianna returns with new place settings of fine china and silver. She uncorks and offers a taste of a wonderful red wine for your approval. You nod yes as if this was just another special dinner out with Gretchen in a fancy restaurant. Arianna pours a glass for each of you and you both sip in silence wondering what will be the next course. You don't have long to wait, for in a moment I come in pushing a covered silver cart. I am wearing a full black tux complete with cumberbund, pleated shirt, and bow tie. You like the way the austere black accentuates my shoulders and the way that the pants flow over my ass as I serve first you and then Gretchen a beautiful serving of Prime Rib with steamed asparagus and new potatoes on the side. The plate is beautiful but it is nothing compared to the way you look to me. "Oh what a beautiful slab of beef, and the Prime Rib looks good too," you quip as you pull my lapels so that I am forced down to your mouth for a deep long kiss. "Mmmm, that tastes good, but you better eat your dinner before it gets cold," I say as I hold your hand for a moment, kiss the palm, and then gently step back. "Spoilsport!" you counter as you slap my retreating ass. "I expect one hell of a desert!" you laugh as I walk out of the room so that you and Gretchen can enjoy dinner together. "Don't worry lover, I know what is on the menu for desert and you are just going to love it," Gretchen says with an evil grin. The meat is warm and tender but you are already thinking of other meat. The asparagas tastes good as well, perfectly steamed so that it is warm yet crisp. The potatoes are lightly garlic seasoned with a little sage on the side. The flavors are wonderful. Gretchen's fingers have traveled up the inside of your thighs as you eat Prime Rib so tender you can cut it with your fork. Her fingers find your clit as the sun sets and you finish your steak. You lean back in your chair opening your legs raising the hem of your skirt so that she can have easier access as you slowly sip the wonderful red wine. While you revel in the feel of Gretchen's fingers, Kate, Arianna and I come in and clear the table. Gretchen has you incredibly wet and hungry. Although your belly is full your cunt is feeling incredibly empty. You start to pull Gretchen towards you but she stands and backs away just a step. The song "Happy Birthday" starts coming through the speakers softly as we all come in rolling a cart of ice cream and various toppings. Gretchen reaches down to her hem and in one fluid motion lifts her dress up and over her head to stand naked before you. She walks over the table and sits before you her legs spread wide, her cunt on the edge of the table. She leans down and kisses you full on the mouth, her tongue interlacing with yours as only the tongue of a long-time lover and partner is capable of doing. A kiss that hits your core and has you moaning with pleasure in the kiss, anticipation of what that kiss promises will be coming, as well as the knowledge of that kiss never ending even though your lips may part the kiss goes on in your everyday life. As the birthday song goes on we all stand before you and each take a turn in removing our clothes for you in a silly strip tease. Arianna is far from silly as she gracefully steps forward, with the shrug of her shoulders the top of her dress falls to her hips. Her womanly curves of hip and ass stop the fabric from falling to the floor, but with a sensuous shimmy she works the fabric over her hips until it falls to her ankles. She slowly sashays to your chair, lifts her leg and stretches it straight up in the air so that her vagina is spread wide open just at your mouths level. You start to tongue her vagina and clit. She shivers slightly and then twirls away so that you can watch Kate take her turn. Kate is even easier to undress for she only pulls a tab on her skirt and it rips away leaving her standing in her bodice, garters, stockings, and heels. She tugs on the bottom of her corset and her nipples pop out of the top, the corset holding them nicely so that as she stands before you and shimmies you lean forward to plant a quick kiss on each of her lovely pink nubs. The only ones fully clothed are you and me. The music switches from "Happy Birthday" to a true stripper tune, or at least one that makes me think of sex every time I hear Joe Cocker sing: "You can Leave Your Hat On." The tux jacket falls from my shoulders and is caught in one hand as I walk towards you. I throw the jacket over the shoulder for a moment, and then hand it to Arianna who makes it disappear. I slowly roll my shoulders as I untie my tie, and unbutton each of the shirt's studs. I make a production of removing the shirt's cuff links, handing them to Kate who disposes of them appropriately. There is a naked woman in front of you and one on either side of me as I slowly continue to tease you. You are slowly petting Gretchen's pussy as you watch me dance. Your thumb easily slides over her clit, lubricated with her own juices, your fingers slide in and out slowly in time with Mr. Cocker's imploring to 'leave your hat on.' I drop the shirt from my shoulders and you admire the affect that several weeks of stomach crunches and push ups have done to my chest and abs. You lightly trace the definition with your free hand and then slowly open the belt, button, and fly. I dance back quickly before you can reach in and slowly bend over with my back towards you. I know exactly what affect this has on my pants as they stretch over my ass accentuating my lines and the lines of my thighs as I untie my shoes, take each one off and then remove my socks before I slowly stand up again. As I reach my full height I allow the pants to fall and all that I am wearing is a black thong bikini that is tied on in the back by a simple red ribbon. I dance towards you slowly swaying my hips in a provocative manner that has you and the other women all laughing. I smile and shimmy in place until you reach around and untie the ribbon so that the thong falls away and my rigid cock stands before your smiling lips. "Happy Birthday!" I say as you look down and laugh even harder at the red ribbon around my cock. You untie it with your teeth and then slowly suck me all the way into your throat as you continue to play with Gretchen with your other hand. Your free hand cradles my balls as you start to fuck me with your mouth. Kate twists your chair so that you are now sideways to the table and she can kneel in front of you while Arianna stands behind me and strokes my cock in time with your mouth. I fondle your head as you bob up and down on my shaft. I note that the speed with which you dance on my cock is the same speed with which you finger fuck Gretchen. I hold your head in one hand and reach for Gretchen's with the other. We hold hands as you pleasure both of us. Kate is sucking on your clit and finger fucking you in time with all the motions that you are doing as well. It doesnt take long and I am spurting my come into your mouth, Gretchen is holding your hand tight within by her orgasm and contracting thighs. And Kate has you dancing on her hand as we all come together. We agree that Kate and you are overdressed as we catch our collective breath. You are easy as we have you stand and Gretchen lifts your dress as easily over your head as hers did earlier. Kate is a little tougher and we have her stand before you with her back towards you so that you can undo her corsets lacings. We figured that you should have at least a couple of packages to open. We all unclip her hose as you let the corset fall forward and we hear Kate sigh as her chest is released. She turns around and puts one foot up on the table giving you easy access to her hose as you slowly unroll them. Her foot is finally freed and you lightly kiss her toes. The other stocking is removed in a similar manner and as the last stocking goes you see that we have taken spoons and started to scoop out ice cream from an iced tub. Kate lies back and I drop a dollop of ice cream on one of her shapely cones while Gretchen slathers the ice cream and Kate's tit with Hersheys chocolate syrup. Arianna has the whipped cream and completes the sundae with a cherry on top of Kate's cherry. "A birthday sundae for me!" you cry in delight before digging in with relish. Soon everyone is using ice cream, chocolate syrup, and whipped cream in ways that the manufacturers probably never intended. The sweets taste good as we lick them off of each others' bodies. Everyone gets a turn on the table, even you. Gretchen takes your cunt as Arianna and Kate each take a breast. You pour chocolate over my cock and suck me until every drop of syrup is removed. Gretchen has you screaming in pleasure and you dont even notice when I back away. When you recover enough to get your wits back you swap places with Gretchen. Arianna and Kate take turns sucking first Gretchen's nipples and then yours. One or the other's mouth is on your breast and as you eat out Gretchen my tongue is sliding up and down your own slit at the same tempo as you tongue fuck Gretchen. You get her to come once and before you can raise your head I am sliding my rock hard cock into you from behind. I hear your muffled sigh of pleasure as you are filled up from behind. Gretchen pulls your head down against her clit and I can tell that she really enjoys the feel of your moans as you tongue her clit. I hold onto your hips and start sliding in and out in long deep strokes. Longer, deeper, and faster as you start to moan more and more. Gretchen comes again and slips down so that she can kiss your face clean and fuck your mouth with her tongue as I fuck your cunt with my cock. Arianna and Kate take your hands and rub them against their clits. You have just enough wherewithal to slide a finger into each of them as your thumb rubs their clits. Gretchen holds your head between her hands as she continues to kiss you deeply and I plunge deeply and consistantly. I feel you come once upon my cock and I change my tempo. I feel you come again as I reach around and touch your clit. Gretchen's fingers are pinching your nipples as I touch your clit and then she slides my hand aside with one of hers and I grab your hips with both of mine. I am now slamming into you as fast and hard as I possibly can. Your chorus of moans eggs me on and we are all urging you to come. "Oh yeah Kelly, come again girl!" "Oh does his cock feel good?" another asks. You can't talk because Gretchen is kissing you hard and long as I plunge away at your depths. We are all sweating with the exertion of our fucking. The cool night air is chill against our skin as we continue to fuck. We are all one big snake pile of sex and love. One warm puppy pile of friends and lovers concentrating on only one thing: your pleasure which is our pleasure as well. You break your kiss with Gretchen and lean back in a howl of pleasure that pulls me into an orgasm as well. Our voices conjoin in the night air as we howl at the moon as one body. My cock pounding spurt after spurt within you as your cunt contracts and milks each following spurt. Finally I am standing still with my cock deflating slowly within you. You kiss Gretchen slowly and lovingly, then Arianna and Kate in turn. As my cock falls out and a river of come slides down your leg you turn to kiss me. "Thank you for a wonderful Birthday!"